Well, I am getting near the end of my process with my dissertation. This is a lonely journey at this point. What I found was that I had a deep thirst for some metaphysical teachings in this dark-assed time of enslavement. I trusted my gut and reached out and I discovered some great voices that have helped me to make sense of what I am writing about this weekend and they are all males. Who says radical feminists don’t like men? I honor the priests that have informed me, of course I married my favorite one. But here are some great voices that have offered enlightenment and knowledge during my process. In the light. Namaste.